Blessed is the man who walks in Your favor
Who loves all Your words and hides them like treasure
In the darkest place of his desperate heart
They are a light, a strong, sure light

Sometimes I call out Your name
But I cannot find You, I look for Your face
But You are not there, by my sorrows Lord
Lift me to You, lift me to Your side

Lord of Eternity, Father of mercy
Look on my fainting soul
Keeper of all the stars, friend of the poorest heart
Touch me and make me whole

If You are my defender, who is against me?
No one can trouble or harm me
If You are my strength, all I ask, all I desire
Is to live in Your house all my days

Lord of Eternity, Father of mercy
Look on my fainting soul
Keeper of all the stars, friend of the poorest heart
Touch me and make me whole